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"So let me get this straight" 32-year-old July Summer said. "You want me to harass a 14-year-old boy into becoming a prince for some terrible, poor country that nobody in their right mind would pay money to go to?"

"There are lots of poor and not worth mentioning places in my world," said the God. "If you can unite even a fraction of those countries under one banner, you'll give even the kingdom of Achu a run for its money. Plus, since Nino can no longer be a Miraculous holder. That title should be replaced with something more appropriate. Marinette and Adrien will start a family of Miraculous holders. Don't you think their best friends deserve an amazing family too?"

True.

But to dump the fate of a terrible country on his shoulders.

"Don't worry, " said the God. "When Nino takes the throne. I'll make sure the country is legendary through you. He just needs to learn the politics and how to be a Royal"

She didn't know what to say but then she said. "You better give me something that is bloody amazing, because I'm not seeing starving people swarming my place begging for food"

"Deal," said the God.

The world came to life and she was hit with the smell of manure and the sight of poorly constructed stone walls.

However the laptop before her did not belong to this kind of place, it was high-tech and she saw the state of the country as if it was a game.

The country wasn't even in the world rankings, because it was that bad.

Now to harass a 14-year-old boy.

She blinked.

Boy, she never thought she would ever think that.

She saw the email the god had given her, along with the phone number and began to type and send.

It went through and she got no response.

He most likely ignored it.

July smiled and continued sending the same message in various versions.

It stopped going through eventually.

She realised he must have blocked her.

"Oh, Nino," she said. "You underestimate a person who has no life"

Let the harassment begin.

She went full force without until the boy eventually sent back 'Please stop. Leave me alone'.

Ah, he was talking to her.

She wrote back 'Do you want to be a Prince?'

He wrote back. "If I say yes, will you leave me alone?"

She wrote back. "Yes. I would also like you to type in a name. Your name is not elegant enough"

"Fine," he said before he texted a name a few minutes later and sent it.

"There." He text.

She wrote back. "Welcome to the Royal bloodline, Nino"

And then she stopped texting him and she could feel the relief from her, she then saw his status appear on the computer but his princely name was on display instead and Nino Lahiffe was left in brackets.

She saw the income coming in.

She invested it in water because even if all the people were starving, water was the main difference between life and death.

The moment she did so, her approval rating went up and so did the counties overall output.

She was making more money, the investment had been worth it.

She could invest like crazy but she needed to be smart with this, because how many royals or leaders have invested the country money on something that would make their civilians riot if they found out?

Yes, she did not want an angry mob coming after the Royal family, especially the kid she harassed.

#A few hours later in Paris#

Nino woke up and stretched, he thank god, his phone had stopped lighting up like crazy.

Who the heck was that?

He went to the bathroom and began to get ready for a shower, however when caught his reflection in the mirror, he couldn't believe it.

He had missed the fact he had no glasses on because his vision was so clear but more importantly he could see the perfectly posh short hair that had mysteriously grown overnight on his head.

He looked like a Prince or at least a noble.

He shook his head, he must be hallucinating, he went to shower and then came back to his room and put his glasses back on, only to realise the lenses he now had were plastic immediately and his clothes were snugger than normal.

He walked out of his room for breakfast and his mother saw him.

He then heard coming from her own mouth.

"Good morning, my Prince," she said, and then she turned around not seeing him freeze in the process.

Nino froze.

Did his own mother just call him 'My prince'?

He must have misheard it and sat down for breakfast.

But it only got more bizarre from there because the woman kept addressed him with respect all throughout breakfast.

Was he in some weird bizarro universe?

And before he knew it, he was outside and heading to Alya house so that they could walk together to school.

He found that everything was the same.

Same Alya.

Same best friend.

Same classroom.

Same teacher.

Same schedule.

Same playlist he listened to.

Everything was the same but him.

When he came home, his mother continued to address him with respect, she would ask him to do thing respectfully as if she was afraid to set off some kind of higher power.

He didn't know what to say or how to bring this to her.

Suddenly he got a text from the last number that sent the last text.

'Having fun, your highness?'

Suddenly he remembered the last message from this number, this strangeness started the day after he said yes yesterday.

He wrote back. "What did you do to my mother?"

The text he got bad was horrifying, it read. 'Mother? She and her family are merely subjects to you now, your highness. You agreed to become a Prince. And a Prince you have become. You are now Prince Xin Lodbrok Visconti of the poor country Esnye. Your welcome"

He stared at the screen not fully grasping what he had just been told, but apparently, his life had been altered now and now he has a new family and a new name.

He wrote back. "Your insane"

"That may be," it wrote back. "But your written agreement was like a contract between us. I will work on the country from this end, and all you have to do is show up and perform princely tasks. You can not change this, Nino. A vehicle may arrive soon to take you to your royal photoshoot. The title of a Prince is enough to get in such a book but of course, you'll be at the back, where nobody cares enough to go towards. But people can google you"

Then it wrote.

"I will not stop you from telling somebody about this. But good luck with that" it wrote. "As the country progress, I will be sending you stuff like money and expensive but protected items. Congratulations, you have royal blood flowing through you, now. Have fun"

And then the person began to delete all the messages they sent him before, before his very eyes.

And then there was the last text sent to him and he somehow opened it and it was an information link on the country of Esnye.

That was it for him.

There was no way to find this person and his whole life had been hijacked by a stranger and he had the nice haircut to prove it.

If he didn't have a target, he would have been akumatized by Hawkmoth on his bed a minute later.

A day later, Nino was stunned when the woman who used to be his birthmother handed him his wallet but it was so much more heavier now.

Opening it revealed crisp bills like 50 or 100 stuffed inside.

"Have a nice day, my prince" said the woman as he was taken outside.

Her respectfulness hurt him to hear.

However, within a few days, he couldn't resist and brought himself some real expensive gold-rimmed high tops.

He got compliments when he showed up in them and an insult from Chloe but nobody bothered to try to picture search his shoes because he was Nino.

If they did, they would have been shocked to see the 500 euro price tag on it.

But he was Nino.

On the weekend a black car came for him and he was expected to go into it, the woman of the house came with him and they drove to an unknown location.

At the location, there was a wardrobe, a changing room, makeup and a professional photography studio.

He was immediately asked to remove his hat and glasses for this, they had prepared eye contacts but seeing him fully without the covering, the photographer only nodded.

Indeed he was a prince, and lots of royalty and famous people go out in disguise, it was the only way they got any privacy.

He was taken to the wardrobe where he finally realised what it was like to be in Adrien shoes when he did a photo shoot, he texted with an unsuspecting Alya through it.

He then stood before a backdrop in new more expensive clothes and been hit by blazing lamps.

The pictures began but it wasn't good.

"Not good. Your Highness" said the man. "I get that you come from such a small country but right now, you need to sell your royalty to the world. You need to say 'even though I'm small I am proud of my country. I am fierce!' When people look at you, they don't just see a face. They see a country. Work it!"

And Nino did, he somehow got the groove and worked it like he was a professional model.

He was put in all types of outfits, things were even put on his head or in hair.

And the pictures that came out were just incredible to look at on-screen.

He couldn't believe how good he looked, he actually looked really attractive and playful.

The whole day, he spent taking pictures and then he was allowed to leave.

If he had told anybody he knew, what he had been through today they wouldn't have believed him, he wouldn't have either.

Him, going to a photoshoot for Royals.

He went home and washed the makeup off his face.

This Royal thing hasn't been that bad, he was still mad about losing his family but there was absolutely no way anybody he knew would find out he was a prince.

After all, the country wasn't known to the world, there was no money in tracking him down just for pictures so he was safe.

But that didn't mean they wouldn't notice the money though.

And my God, his classmates may not notice his money right away but the adults who had trained themselves to recognise expensive items, will.

And scene!

Worlds Best chapter 2 has been written...kind of. Im tweaking it and plan to release it in my birthday bash.